Harry and I were on our way to his frat. I don't know why I agreed to spend the night again, but he asked, and I couldn't say no. I like Harry, more than I should.

Why would Harry even consider liking me? Why would he trust another relationship after his last one? After Liz? He was going to propose to her. I mean, he was young. Well he's almost twenty, but still. When did they break up? Did Liz know he was going to ask her to marry him?

I push all my questions aside. I cant ask any questions. I can't tell Harry about Louis.

"Em, you alright?" He looks over at me as we're stopped at a stop light.

"Yeah, just thinking," I say, avoiding eye contact with him. He furrows his brows, before turning his attention back to the road.


Harry stands from the couch, to cut the dvd player off. We watched The Notebook. A couple tears falling from my eyes, as I blink. He turns around, and chuckles.

"It was only a movie, love," he says. His voice is so beautiful. I could listen to him talk all day. I would walk over nails, and broken glass to hear him speak. I quickly shake my thoughts away, and push myself up.

"Yeah, I know," I say, my voice breaking. He smiles widely at me, and I giggle. "Okay, so. Let's go to sleep?" I ask softly.

"I could sleep," he jokes. But he looks tired, maybe depressed? He goes into a hallway, and grabs a pillow and a blanket. I give him a puzzled look, as he sets the items up on the couch.

"Harry," he looks up at me. "Sleep in your room,".

"But that's where you're sleeping, babe," he says flatly.

"I'll sleep here?" I ask, pointing to the couch. He shakes his head immediately after the words come out of my mouth. "Okay, how about we both sleep in your room?" he looks at me for a moment, before he shrugs his shoulders.

"As long as you don't mind," he says, folding his arms over his chest.

"Of course I don't,  babe," I say mocking him. He laughs, and he leads me upstairs. He changes into sweat pants, and I sit on his bed awkwardly.

"Do you need pajamas?" he asks, looking at me in a cute way. I nod my head, and stand up. He hands me the white t shirt he had just took off. I smile, and he hands me a pair of his boxers. I look down at my hands, and then back up to Harry.

"Right, you don't want me to see you change," he chuckles. He jumps on his bed, and pulls his pillow over his head.

"Don't peek," I giggle. I quickly take off my clothes, leaving my underwear, and bra on. I slip into his shirt, and then pull his boxers up my legs. I jump on the bed next to him, and he takes the pillow off his face,  and smiles at me.

"We have a problem," Harry states seriously. I look at him, without smiling, I raise my eyebrows. "The light is still on!" he says hurriedly. I laugh at him before getting up and flipping the light switch.

I lay back down next to him, and get under the covers.

"Goodnight, Harry," I whisper. I look up at him, and he smiles.

"Goodnight, beautiful," he says softly, before wrapping his arm around my waist, pulling me close to him. I snuggle into his bare chest, I smile. I close my eyes, and drift to sleep.


Short chapter, sorry. Longer chapter coming soon.


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